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AELA

“SEAMUS?” I called out, as I hauled a bag from my room and dumped it in the hall.

The trouble with packing up all my stuff was that there was a lot of it.

I mean, I knew that. I had to pack everything sporadically anyway when we moved, because we moved a lot.

Intentionally.

I never liked to stay in one place longer than necessary. Sometimes, I’d stay only long enough to do a course or to teach one. Sometimes, it was for as long as it took to craft a particular project. But Rhode Island? I’d gotten soft.

I’d been stupid.

Instead of changing scenery a few years ago, I’d stayed here because Seam

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